Author's note. Sorry for the wait, here's a long chapter to make up.

Written by me and the-writing-mew.

Enjoy and please review.

The next day.

"Absolutely not! They stay here to learn!" Alpha Trion barked at his son who tried to take the children back to Kaon.

"But, sire..."

"I've said NO. They will be high ranking mechs and femmes, they need to learn and not just being brutes that wishes to dominate everybody!"

"Sire..."

"No, Optimus. That is the end of the discussion."

...and that is why the children were all left to Alpha Trion's care, again.

It was night and Slipstream already collapsed with her brothers, Valour and Bee, but the babies were very much still awake.

"Here you go, sweetspark," Said the elder to his daughter who started suckling from his tube happily. He smiled at her.

But then looked around only to see Honour, once again sparring with little Knock Out, however this time it was the mechling who seemed to be winning despite her size.

And indeed, seconds later, he won and set himself above her with a beaming smile plastered on his face.

Honour didn't seemed to share his feelings.

Alpha Trion rolled his optics. "Decepticons," He said minutes before Hook appeared, took his son in arms, petted his head and praised him for winning, and then fed him.

Honour was left alone on the ground now... And wishing for some fuel too. So, looking around, she devised her grandsire and crawled towards him. He noticed.

"And what do you want?" He almost barked at her knowing what she wanted as she climbed his leg. "No! Stay away and don't you dare to hurt Aurora or I'll punish you severely!"

However, to his surprise she just sat on his leg and patiently waited for her aunt to finish.

And when the smaller femmling finished, she passed her tube to Honour.

"Aurora!" Barked her carrier, but it was too late, Honour already took it and started suckling from it.

Hook stared amused how the princess behaved. She usually never fed from another that wasn't her carrier, maybe him, once, but her carrier was her favourite source of fuel...

...but now that he wasn't around it was strange to see her going directly to the High Councilmech and no one else.

Aurora cuddled her carrier for a moment before climbing her way down towards her shuttle friend as he was distracted with her niece. Both sparklings giggled at the sight as if knowing what was coming next.

"Ok, that's enough," Mussed Alpha Trion trying to take his tube from her mouth... But she wasn't finished and continued for a while until she was sated. "You ravenous creature!" Her grandsire started before, once again she started acting very much out of character and cuddled and sang happily in his arms.

This time even Hook was shocked.

And not just him but also Knock Out who stopped feeding to watch a different side of the femme that always tried to dominate him. He tilted his little head to one side seeing and hearing her sing.

"What. The...fff..." The Decepticon CMO started before covering his mouth. He didn't wanted to curse in front of his son. He might learn that as his first word.

Alpha Trion only grunted and looked away, not half as happy as his granddaughter.

Next him, on the ground were Solar and Aurora giggling and clapping.

"She, fun, different now," Said the shuttle baby to his friend who nodded.

In that, Starscream appeared and watched the scene with wide optics before taking up his son and friend. He decided not to ask. It was a long day and he came there to see his creations -who were all asleep except by Solar- and feed his youngest.

Alpha Trion seemed pleased to see that he wasn't questioning him... But frowned when once again he saw his daughter too close to that mechling that now was happily suckling from his carrier.

However...

"Please forgive me, Councilmech, but I believe your life force must have something to make her act like that," Hook said causing the other to frown.

"What you mean?!" Barked the eldest.

"Its just a theory, sir," He said lowering his son back onto the ground... and immediately after, Honour stopped singing and jumped him, hugged him, cuddled him and restarted her singing. However, she wasn't squeezing him... Which surprised the red mechling even more.

Both Solar and Aurora giggled.

And now an argument started between Hook and Alpha Trion.

"Decrepits' fight," Mumbled Starscream sleepily before ending up falling asleep on his chair.

When Ultra Magnus arrived, he found Honour cuddling Knock Out -and this one not complaining- and his mate arguing with Hook about that his 'ancient' blood must have something to cause that reaction in the princess.

"Nonsense," Alpha Trion snapped. "It's probably her Autobot code kicking in at long last."

"Really?" Hook scoffed. "Then why don't you feed another Sparkling."

"My fuel is for my daughter and my daughter only," Alpha Trion declared hotly. "I only fed Honour once to calm her down, I am not making a habit of it."

"Why not, look how happy she is," Hook argued back, gesturing at the singing sparkling who continued to cuddle a surprisingly content looking Knockout. "Clearly, there's something about your fuel which settles her."

"You mean my superior teachings," shot back the older Mech.

"Primus, have you two been arguing all this time?" Ultra Magnus exclaimed, going to pick up his daughter who whined slightly at being separated from Solar. "The sparklings should be in bed if they've had their nighttime feeds."

"Hmph," his mate huffed. "Yes, we'd better get them to bed, I want to start early with their lessons."

Hook nodded, it was time for his son to settle down.

"Why were you so opposed to the Sparklings going back to Kaon?" he asked curiously, gently lifting up both Honour and Knockout. Since the princess was being so gentle, he didn't mind them continuing to cuddle.

"Because it's easier having them all here," the old Council Mech replied. "It saves them travelling constantly and means they can have a fuller day with no interruptions to the schedule."

"I understand that but what they were learning in the Palace was important too," the Decepticon medic told him seriously. "They were taught teamwork, how to work for others and experience various jobs. It was good for them."

"Hmm, yes well, this is more important," Alpha Trion stated causing Hook to stare.

"Perhaps tomorrow," Ultra Magnus murmured to the medic. "We don't want the sparklings to wake up."

Hook paused before sighing and nodding. Now was not the time to argue about what was and wasn't important.

"I was thinking of visiting Red Alert tomorrow," he said conversationally as all the remaining sparklings were gathered up. "See how she and her sparkling are doing."

"Give her our regards," Ultra Magnus said warmly. "I'm sure she'd appreciate a visit from a fellow medic and friend. I think she's taken charge of the shuttle's welfare, helping them recover from all the grief and prepare for the future."

"Mm, a big task," Hook mused, thinking that if anyone could handle it, Red Alert could.

Ultra Magnus had lifted Solar up, allowing Starscream to continue sleeping. Alpha Trion had already taken Aurora from his mate and was striding towards her little cot. With the two sparklings in his arms, Hook said.

"It'll be interesting to see Optimus in charge, with Megatron gone."

"Indeed," Said the Magnus. He knows his son would do great; even he had to admit that he was born to this, to be a leader.

Smiling, he took the shuttle baby with his siblings and laid him down to sleep.

"Night," The big baby told him surprising him for a moment before remembering who this one was once upon a time.

The baby just smiled at him as if telling him a lot of things and especially how thankful he was about him looking after 'Trion.

Ultra Magnus' optics widened. 'Just where that thought came from?!' He asked himself desperately.

Looking down again he saw that the sparkling was already asleep.

"That was odd..." He mussed shaking his head and walking away towards his quarters.

...

Some days later...

"How's everything going?" Walked into the royal office a really happy Starscream.

Optimus looked up at him and smiled. "Hello Starscream. Doing my best."

The seeker smiled back and sat on the opposite chair.

"How does it feel to be an active queen?" Asked the seeker as if analyzing him.

"Well... Busy." Optimus managed to answer before driving his attention back to the datapad he was reading.

The seeker frowned slightly and decided to help his friend's mate a little. It seems he was struggling a little with the responsabilities.

Starscream read through it and his frown deepened.

A new planet was discovered in their empire, it was hidden from their sight since it was purely organic... However its' inhabotants were technorganoc... Cybertronian technorganics.

"Jungle Planet..." Read out loud the jet.

"Yeah, and apparently they wish us to not get with them, they have their home and own economy system and consider us dangerous, have no brand or badge and will attack anyone who dares to transpass to their territory." Optimus answered causing Starscream to frown further.

Laying down the datapad, he said: "But... But how long they were there? And... How did they became that? I'm confused."

"Me too, but it seems they are not very comunicative with the outside world." Said the consort with a sigh. "Perhaps we should just leave them alone."

"Leave them alone? Seriusly Optimus," Started the seeker with an indignated tone. "Anyone who's a potential enemy to the empire can try and hide there if we don't have them controlled, no matter how hostiles they are to outsiders!"

"I know...but... I don't want to disturb them."

Starscream grunted, and was about to say somethong else when Honour appeared crawling from somewhere and started climbing her sire's leg.

"Hey sweetspark." Cooed Optimus cuddling her and then passing her his tube.

Starscream lifted up an optic ridge at that.

He can remember that night when he went late to feed his newspark and saw the way the princess acted... The very out of character way she acted...

He wondered what happened, after all, she was always glued to her carrier or crying her spark out and never wished to feed from anyone else no matter what.

However that night she was feeding from her grandsire and then was singing and cuddling Hook's son... And now she's behaving... Properly!

"How you do that?" Tried the seeker looking at them and especially at the once naughty sparkling behave like an educated creature.

"What?" Asked innocently Optimus.

"That! I mean... She's... Behaving?" Said the jet in an imcredulous tone.

"Oh... Yeah... This... Umm... Well... I guess she behaved after Megatron spanked her for trying to attack me."

Starscream looked dumbfounded. "Megatron... Spanked her?!"

"Yeah... It seems he tolerates everything but that." He confessed as he continued caressing her back and head. She really seemed at ease with her sire like never before.

"Oh." Was everything the seeker could say. And here he thought that his friend would never punish his creations.

"Come on, let me invite you a drink as we discuss what can be done with Jungle Planet." Finally said the seeker and with a sigh, Optimus accepted.

They were walking through the hallways with Starscream babbling about the inmense number of shuttle sparklings that were being born, including Skyfire's new little brother.

But Optimus couldn't pay enough attention.

"Ah!" Honour complained as her sire stopped producing her fuel and started petting him on the chest trying to see if he would react.

"Starscream..." He suddenly said with a weak, dull voice before falling onto his knees and collapse on his back to not hurt his daughter.

"What-? Optimus!" Screeched the air commander before Honour started crying out loud.

...

"You stupid idiot overworked dumb!" Hook barked at the pale and dizzy consort who laid on a medical berth and was given a transfusion. "When was the last time you took a rest?! Or a meal?!"

"Uhh... Can't remember... Too much work..." Answered Optimus as his head felt like spinning.

Hook scanned him again and only found he was low on fuel and in need of a good rest. The old CMO sighed. "Sometimes you need to rest, look, you even stopped producing fuel for your daughter!"

"Sorry..." Said the autobot lowly.

"Thanks Primus it was that only." Starscream said. Poor Optimus, he tried to do everything at the same time it seems, and after so long of doing practically nothing.

"Yeah, this time," Hook said darkly as Honour chirped in his arms, she wanted another feed. "But from now on you are to pace yourself, understand?"

"Got it," Optimus murmured, too weak to feel embarrassed. "Is...Honour okay?"

"She's fine," Hook told him gruffly, offering the little femme a treat to keep her happy until her Sire was well enough to feed. "But with Megatron away, you must set aside time for her and Valour. I know you want to do a good job but you need to find a balance between work, your family and looking after yourself."

Optimus nodded, feeling the transfusion begin to work, relieving his light-headedness.

"I will," he promised softly. "I'm...sorry for passing out Starscream...what were you telling me about Skyfire?"

Starscream smiled and said. "He finally has a little brother. It's a shuttle sparkling at long last."

"That's wonderful news," Optimus said warmly. "Does he have a name?"

"Not yet, I think the creators are too overwhelmed," the seeker said, a slightly sad smile on his face. "Moonbeam is very emotional right now, Skyfire has been staying there to provide support."

Optimus nodded, that was completely understandable.

"I don't know how Megatron does this," he said ruefully. "There's just so much to do, I never realised how busy he must be."

He remembered all the times Megatron had arrived at their quarters exhausted and needing physical affection. Before Valour had come to the palace, he'd often prepared a warm, luxurious bath for his mate to relax in so he could recover from the day's work. Megatron had always perked up when he'd done this but Optimus hadn't been in the best place to appreciate it. But he promised himself, the next time Megatron came home tired, he would utterly pamper him.

If he hadn't been working hard as well.

"I know I overdid it but it is good to be working hard again," he said softly. "I have always loved being active."

"That's a good thing, especially for a Prime or a queen," Starscream complimented. "When Megatron returns, you can work better with him."

"Hmm, sounds good," Optimus sighed happily, lifting his arms to receive his daughter who cuddled into his chest. "I wonder how he's doing."

...

"And here is our processing plant," the administrator droned on, gesturing to the huge factory room where freshly mined ore was processed.

Megatron was in the main base of a mining operation located within a huge asteroid belt that orbited an equally massive planet. It was a relatively new mining colony with the workers living in the northern part of the planet with plans for future expansion. The southern part of the planet was something of a frozen wasteland so no one lived there but Megatron had been informed that it was possible a future enterprise could mean bots started venturing into it. It would either involving taking advantage of the freezing material or searching for fuel.

Although it could be dull going on these tours, Megatron was always interested to see his people thriving. The workers mined the asteroids, providing raw materials for Cybertron and some other planets. In return, Cybertron would provide all the goods and services the bots working here needed and wanted so they could build up their city. Megatron had met several different workers and while they clearly worked extremely hard, they also seemed satisfied. It was very important to him that there was no mistreatment and that the workers were not abused or treated as slaves.

"Asterix appears to be coming along very well," he mused out loud, interrupting Stonewall.

"Thank you, your majesty," the Mech said graciously. "I believe we will become very prosperous, assuming we are not disturbed."

"Indeed," Megatron replied. That was one of the reasons he was here, to check on security. There had been reports of pirates in a nearby star system and Stonewall was concerned they'd attempt to raid them. And it wasn't just them, there were other mining companies that would love a piece of Asterix's action and would use any means necessary to accomplish this.

"Rest assured you'll be given all the protection you require," Megatron stated seriously, he did not want this Asterix jeopardised. "Now I..."

He stopped as a slightly queasy feeling hit him. He swallowed before giving himself a slight shake.

"My lord?" Stonewall asked in concern.

"Nothing, it's nothing," Megatron muttered. "As I was saying...

Sometime later, Megatron was in his room, rubbing his abdomen. That queasy sensation had not gone away and had actually gotten worse. He'd been exceedingly glad to finish his tour and have a moment to rest.

"Urgh," he groaned as another wave of nausea hit him, he must have consumed some bad fuel.

"How is it possible that I, the Emperor get poorly made ener-!" He couldn't finish his sentence.

Instead ran as fast as he could towards his latrine and purged as badly as he could.

"Uhh-!" And then again.

He paled, condensation ran all over his face and he was sure it was all over his body. His head feels like slag and he couldn't get up!

He purged again and this time was sure he let go of everything he'd consumed in the morning... Or the day before.

His tanks rumbled and twisted -he thought- inside him horribly, and for a moment the Emperor thought he might die here.

However, before he can com-link anyone for help, he blacked out while thinking someone must have poisoned him.

...

Several hours later and Megatron onlined back his optics, however, they were dim and his whole body ached for sleeping the whole night on the ground.

Whoever tried to poison him failed because he survived.

"Uhh... M-medic..." He tried by com-link before allowing himself to fall in a semi-conscious state of mind and body.

He promised that next time he will have someone tasting his energon for himself.

Eternal minutes later passed by as the medic arrived and scanned him... Before gasping in shock and uttering a low "Primus!" And covering his mouth.

"What?" The Emperor tried. "Fix me."

"My lord... You're... You're carrying!" The old, but gentle medic answered helping him up and craddled his head onto his lap.

"Huh? What did you said, medic?" He tried not so sure of what he just heard.

"You're carrying... Again... So soon!" Answered the old medic softly as if not to agitate his majesty.

But it was too late.

Megatron was left in one piece... And in a catatonic like state.

"Your majesty?" Tried the medic.

"It can't be... So soon... I just birthed Honour... No... This is a mistake... This is a mistake... You're wrong! You're wrong! I'm not carrying again!"

He ended up roaring at the old mech and grabbing his head before another nauseous wave hit him.

"Calm down, majesty... Sir... Is a blessing to bring another sparkling so soon, I know you must be surprised, but you have to calm down or you might end up ill," Tried again the gentle mech.

Megatron just allowed his head to fall back onto the mech's lap and cursed lowly before crying.

"I can't be carrying again... I'm the Emperor... Emperors don't carry all the time... They might as well call me 'queen' next time."

"Shh... its okay your majesty, come on, no one would think that of you, you're a warrior that loves his mate and is very much capable of carrying for him if necessary. This is just another proof of your love for him... And his love for you. Besides, it will be a strong sparkling if the Emperor carries," Tried the other in a gentle voice as Megatron practically cried.

That was true, he loves Optimus and anything that comes from him... But another sparkling... He feared it would behave like him, to be as naughty as him and possibly team up with Honour and both make a mess...

"Shh... Calm down... You're stressing yourself and your child," The other tried before taking a syringe and emptied its' contents into the Emperor's neck. "Everything will be ok, you'll see..."

Megatron however now openly cried not knowing what else to do.

...

Weeks later however Megatron ordered the old medic to keep silent about his situation. He wanted to be the first one to deliver the news to everyone... But first, to his mate.

But how?

Right now the mech of his dreams was standing on their balcony, looking down at their city calmly and so far hadn't seemed to notice his presence...

...until he turned and greeted him with a smile and those beautiful blue optics that he learned to love so much.

"Megatron..." He said before noticing how his mate was standing and how pale he looked. He frowned. "Is everything okay?"

The consort reached for him and touched his face softly. "Megatron?"

"I...," Megatron began but his expression collapsed into misery and Optimus was sure something bad must have happened.

Kissing his mate, he looked right into his optics and said. "What's wrong love? Did something happen?"

His mate nodded dumbly, he didn't seem capable of speaking. Now even more concerned, Optimus gently led him to their berth, he felt they'd both need a sit down for Megatron to tell him his news. The grey Mech silently obeyed as Optimus got him to lie down and the climbed up beside him and wrapped an arm around him.

"Now tell me what's troubling you?" Optimus asked softly, kissing his cheek. "Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

Megatron swallowed heavily before mumbling something so faint that Optimus didn't hear.

"Sorry?" he said with a frown. "What was that?"

"...carrying," Megatron whispered.

"Carrying what?" Optimus asked, not understanding in the slightest.

With a slight tremble, Megatron finally managed to say.

"Optimus, I'm carrying your child. We're going to have another sparkling."

He looked into his mate's face and saw that he was frozen. This made him feel worse and he miserably pulled Optimus closer, cuddling him.

"A...a Sparkling?" Optimus choked out. "You're sure?"

"Very sure," Megatron assured him morosely. "My medic checked me several times, there's no doubt we're going to have a Sparkling. I found out sometime ago but I wished to tell you in person."

"Thank you love, I appreciate it," Optimus said kindly, giving him another kiss. "Well...this is a surprise, I had thought I would be the one to carry again but this is wonderful news. I'm sure Valour and Honour will be delighted."

"But Optimus, it's ME having this sparkling...ME!" Megatron exclaimed, the worry and fear in his voice. "What if this sparkling is just like I was, it could team up with Honour and...and destroy everything in their path."

"Oh Megatron," chuckled Optimus. "Is that what's had you worried?"

When his larger mate nodded, the red and blue Mech said soothingly.

"That isn't going to happen," he said firmly. "After all, the universe survived you and Starscream as Sparklings."

"But this is different," Megatron said seriously. "Starscream wasn't my brother...and the medic said this sparkling would be strong..."

"Megatron," Optimus interrupted before his mate could become hysterical. "You shouldn't worry so much. I'm sure it will be a strong sparkling but that's not a bad thing. Honour has been such a sweetie recently, I don't think she's going to become the terror you're afraid she might be."

"So she hasn't been naughty?" Megatron said in amazement.

Optimus chuckled as he said. "No, she has been naughty but she's friendly towards me now and plays more often with Valour. She's coped very well with your absence."

Megatron grimaced, he'd missed his little femme dearly and couldn't wait to hold her again. Not to mention, seeing how his little son was doing, he must have come on so far by now.

"But she's been looking forward to seeing you, as has Valour. I haven't been able to convince Sire to let them go back to Kaon yet, he just wants them to continue their lessons," Optimus said with a little sigh. "But I think he's been in a bit of a huff since Honour keeps managing to feed from him, he only wants Aurora to have his fuel."

Megatron scoffed, what was so special about Alpha Trion's fuel?

"Anyway, we shouldn't be worried about what might happen," Optimus continued. "This Sparkling will be another joy in our lives."

He kissed his mate, before nuzzling him. Megatron managed a small wry smile.

"Perhaps your right, I'm sorry for scaring you," he said softly.

"It's alright, I understand you were overwhelmed," Optimus told him. "I wish I could have been with you when you found out, it would have been better."

Megatron nodded, that was completely true.

"I thought I was poisoned... When my tanks revolted. But it only resulted to be a sparkling... Honestly talking, in that moment I preferred to be poisoned than pregnant again," Added the Emperor with his head low and a bitter smile on his face.

"Oh, Megatron. I'm sorry," Said Optimus hugging his mate close.

"Yeah... But... Next time I birth, I don't want a troop of mechs looking at my valve, please," He added flushing. "It was enough with having your sister's hands in there. I only desire your spike to touch it... And no one else to see it."

"Oh really?" Asked the younger with a sultry smile on his face. "Only my spike to see and touch, huh? Well... What about... My fingers... My glossa..."

His offerings and ideas were making the Emperor warm... Burning hot actually behind his panel.

"Uhh..." He groaned laying down spreading his legs for his beloved.

Teasing fingers tickled him as his mouth closed against his neck before said panel opened by its own will. Fresh and warm lubricants ran through the delicate folds and rim of the valve.

"Optimus... I'm yours... Do as you please with me..." The Emperor offered opening more to his lover submissively.

The other smirked and looked down to see his mate's eager valve clenching on nothing and the way he posed. He was the perfect image of vulnerability.

"Megatron..." He purred seductively before positioning between his legs and released his spike, pumped it a few times and then eased the head into his beloved's inner self with a loud groan.

The other moaned as well feeling the delicious stretch that stimulated those greedy sensors within him.

"Ohh... Optimus..." His valve immediately grabbed the intrusion and pulsed around in crude invitation for more. "Frag me... Fill me... Ohhh..."

The Consort smirked at his words. Megatron always acted this vulnerable when spiked.

"Yes my love..." He added in another whisper that made the other shudder and tighten around him, and started moving.

Soon, their passionate cries were filling the entire wing and Optimus couldn't be gladder that no sparkling was around.

...especially with Megatron's dirty talk.

...

The next day Optimus and Megatron decided to travel to Iacon and see the sparklings and give his creators the news. Optimus however hesitated for a moment imagining his sire's reaction.

However, when they arrived...

"No, I've said NO! That is for Aurora and not for you!" Alpha Trion was scolding a grabbing Honour who tried to get to his tube.

The little princess started whimpering then.

"I've said NO!" He declared before noticing Megatron entered with Optimus. "Look who's there! Your carrier! I bet he's eager to feed you." He added by lifting himself up from his chair and passed her to Megatron who cuddled her lovingly.

"I missed you, princess," He said, but even if she was hugging him, she wasn't cuddling him...and then her tanks rumbled. "Want some?" Her carrier offered her his tube... Only for her to reject it!

That surprised the three adults, especially since she was struggling with her carrier while trying to return to her grandsire's arms.

"Honour?" He tried but only her tanks and then a loud cry interrupted him. "Shh... Shhh... Is ok sweetspark... Daddy's here... Come on... Drink," He tried again to feed her but again she refused him and pointed towards the elder.

"What? What you want with him? You want that ancient fossil fuel?" Said Megatron in frustration as she only cried louder.

"Megatron!" Optimus roared at him as Alpha Trion just huffed at his son in law's bad language.

"Honour..." He tried again but, to his surprise, she bit and scratched him before jumping away from him towards her shocked grandsire.

"No." Pointed out the eldest as she looked up at him with big, watering optics... And then resumed her crying not releasing him. "Let...go!"

In that, Aurora came with Solar and said to her carrier so he can listen:

"Aurora not hungry... Honour hungry... Carrier can feed her."

Alpha Trion looked down at his daughter and said. "No sweetspark, is for you only... It consumes a lot from carrier to produce it."

Solar rolled his optics and Aurora sighed. "Please feed her?"

Honour continued crying and it was getting annoying for everyone.

"Sire, just feed her!" To everyone's surprise, Optimus barked to him.

"Optimus!" Tried the indignant elder. However his son looked pissed off by something...

"Do it! If there isn't enough for Aurora, then I'll feed her! But do it now!" He said.

Alpha Trion seemed ready to retort, but something in his son's optics told him to obey... Those were the Magnus' optics.

With a grunt, he gave in and released his tube, which was immediately grabbed by the princess and started suckling.

Megatron lifted an optic ridge at that. She only fed from him and did the same scandal when he wasn't near or refused to feed her. He wondered what changed, was it the time they were separated?

Optimus then smiled and walked towards his little daughter and caressed her head softly as she fed from her grumbling grandsire who uttered "She will dry me out, my poor Aurora will starve!" and "I'm too old to feed two sparklings!"

Megatron just grumbled.

Optimus however said: "Sire, we have wonderful news to share with you."

Megatron somehow felt uneasy at that and took up Aurora and Solar from the ground.

"Megatron's carrying again!" He said excitedly.

The ancient mech paralyzed himself and his left optic twitched.

But Optimus added happily. "I'm going to be a sire again!"

Irate blue optics turned towards his son as a growl grew within his innermost self...

...then without no one expecting it, he roared and released a sharp sword.

Optimus, noticing the aggression was directed at him, paled, turned around and ran away... With his sire chasing him while waving his sword trying to catch him and roaring a loud:

"I'm going to cut off that spike of yours! I will castrate you! I've told you to stop spiking him!"

It was amazing how Honour never let go or continued suckling from him.

Seeing his mate in danger...and also his favourite spike, Megatron chased after them and released his own swords while placing Aurora and Solar back onto the ground to face his sire in law.

When Alpha Trion was about to strike a hit on Optimus, he stopped him -barely- with both swords.

Primus! That decrepit geese is strong!

"And you! I am going to seal your valve!" Threatened the elder as his rage made him spar with Megatron in a sword duel...

...who was having a difficult time defending himself from him since he seemed to be a strong and skilled opponent!

Who would have thought that from him!?

"Optimus! Say goodbye to your spike forever!" His sire roared.

"Sire!" yelped Optimus, dodging a strike, he could not believe this.

"Leave my mate's spike alone!" roared Megatron. "I need that."

"You've had plenty," retorted Alpha Trion furiously as Honour continued to suckle contentedly, apparently oblivious to what was going on. She was exceedingly good at attaching herself like a limpet to whoever she wanted to stay with. "Now I'm putting a stop to it!"

"Never!" Megatron declared, parrying another thrust by the enraged old Mech. "Stand down!"

"No," the older Mech yelled, suddenly doing a false parry and with a fast spin, disarmed Megatron of one of his swords.

Optimus was utterly astonished, he'd no idea his Sire could move like that. Or even that he knew how to fence. He was starting to worry that Alpha Trion really would castrate him.

"Get out of my way," the old Mech commanded, trying to force his way past Megatron to reach Optimus. "I won't allow any more brutes to be conceived."

"My children are not brutes," Megatron exclaimed, utterly outraged. "How dare you suggest such a thing, you old decrepit fossil."

"Old fossil?" Alpha Trion growled. "I'll give you old fossil."

He launched into a frenzied attack that took Megatron by surprise and he had a hard time defending himself. It didn't help that he was feeling a bit weak from carrying, he just wasn't at full strength. So it wasn't long until he was knocked back and Alpha Trion was finally able to advance on his creation.

"Please Sire...you're not serious," Optimus tried to say, backing away until his back hit a wall.

"I am perfectly serious," this Sire stated in a very serious voice. "Now hold still."

Optimus gasped in horror, he was paralysed in shock and didn't know what to do. Alpha Trion raised his sword and...

"What is going on here?" a new voice demanded and they all turned to see Ultra Magnus standing there, looking utterly bemused.

"He's trying to cut off Optimus's spike!" Megatron said instantly, trying to pick himself up but feeling rather nauseous.

"He's what?" the large Autobot exclaimed, gaping at them. "What on Cybertron for?"

"Because I warned him not to spike Megatron and look what's happened," his mate said angrily.

"M-Megatron's carrying," Optimus admitted in a small voice.

"He is?" Ultra Magnus said in amazement. "A little soon isn't it?"

Optimus shrugged helplessly before flinching as his Sire made to attack him. Seeing this, Ultra Magnus strode forward and seized hold of his mate, preventing any damage.

"Let me go, I will have his spike," the old Mech roared.

"Trion, the only spike you should want is mine," scolded the Magnus, holding him in a firm grip. "And just why were you fighting with your grandchild attached to you?"

"What?" Alpha Trion snapped before looking down and seeing Honour peeking innocently up at him, his tube still in her mouth.

"Oh...you!" he grumbled, tugging the tube free. "You have had quite enough young lady."

She just giggled, thinking all the yelling and sword fighting was funny. Optimus reached forward and lifted her into his arms, feeling a little safer with his daughter close by. Still holding Alpha Trion, Ultra Magnus said.

"So it's really true Optimus?"

"Yes sir, I'm going to be a Sire again," the young Mech said softly as Honour cuddled into him, feeling very content now that she had fed. "Megatron told me the good news last night and...I just wanted to let you and Sire know."

"But Trion took it badly," his carrier finished for him with a wry smile. "Yes, I can see that. Didn't know you were so handy with a sword, Trion."

His mate just grumbled, clearly itching to get free. With a smirk, Ultra Magnus said. "If you've got so much energy, maybe we should put it to good use."

"Primus, give me strength," Megatron groaned, he did not like the suggestive way his carrier in law said that.

Optimus also grimaced and covered his daughter's head so she couldn't see how his carrier... Nuzzled... Yeah, nuzzled his sire as if preparing him to...

"Bleh!" Megatron suddenly felt ill and purged his tanks out at the sight.

Ultra Magnus smirked as his son ran towards his mate to aid him, then, with still his strong grip, sneaked away with Alpha Trion from the gardens.

If his mate felt so energized, then he would make sure to use that to his benefit, and was sure Trion would enjoy it as always.

"Let me go-mphph!" Tried the ancient mech as his mouth was claimed by the stronger and younger mech; his valve reacting powerfully to the other's dominance and he was sure this time he couldn't run away.

"Trion..." Purred the blue mech causing a shudder to run all over the old mech's body and his legs to feel quite wobbly, just as his valve lubricated and clenched against nothing behind his panel.

Primus, he hoped they reach their quarters first, especially when so many sparklings were around!

Alpha Trion moaned loudly and shamelessly when his Magnus reached between his legs as they hurried towards their destination, and once there...

...both adults gasped and stared at what was on their berth!

Several seeker sparklings were jumping around and on it!

Slipstream's brothers!

For a moment Alpha Trion was enraged; just where is their sister that was not there controlling them?!

But then again he was pretty much aroused and needed release... So, taking his much younger -and with a mix of shock and amusement- mate's hand and guided him away towards another room, the closest he can reach before his legs gave away.

"Ultra..." He gasped and his smirking mate took him up in arms and guided him towards the berth after locking up the door.

Immediately after, passion took place and both mechs were calling each other in bliss between gasps and moans as the spike the old mech so much loved pierced him in the most divine of ways.

...

"Its ok, love, my carrier has taken care of my sire, now, let's take you to rest in my quarters, you were so brave to face my sire like that." Optimus praised his hunched mate as they walked through the hallways.

Then seconds later they stopped as a gang of seekerlets flied all together laughing and obviously having fun towards the exit, then the adults they continued with their walking.

"Who would have said that my sire can fight like that?" Asked himself Optimus out loud.

Megatron just grunted. Indeed that old bastard was strong and very hard to defeat! It was a long time since someone could disarm him and then win him over...with or without sparkling within him!

He also wondered how was it possible that said decrepit relic can be so strong! The skills he can understand, however he was sure his mate's sire had not practiced or sparred another in millenniums! So, how could he defeat the Decepticon Emperor?! The best Decepticon fighter! And so fast!

Allspark, that mech was full of surprises.

"Ok, we're here," Optimus announced unlocking the door of his quarters-

"Oh, for frag's sake's NO!" Megatron couldn't help but curse loudly at the sight of the two fragging mechs on his beloved's berth.

Now he would never be able to do anything on that berth again!

The two tangled in passion mechs were too busy to notice the owner of the room has returned, even Alpha Trion was unconscious of his surroundings -thing that was new because he was always aware of who came and went around- and continued encouraging the other to hammer him harder.

Optimus closed again the door with a pale face; Megatron laid against the wall and collapsed on the ground feeling rather dizzy and empty and it hadn't took him a second in falling unconscious...just as his mate who just blacked out next him.

On Megatron's plate, Honour slept peacefully, completely oblivious of her surroundings.

Several minutes passed with the royal family on the ground unconscious... And then...

"Oh!" Red Alert gasped seeing her brother and brother in-law there. She was holding her sparkling and hurried to check on the unconscious mechs. "Angel!" She hissed at her shocked mate. "Come on, take them up, we will take them to the medbay, the Emperor's tanks are empty...and he's carrying again, and Optimus... He just passed out from a big scare?" She added not believing it.

She may need to check his spark again.

Her shuttle mech hurried to obey before some of her words clicked. "He's carrying again? So soon?" He then looked down at the little sleeping Honour.

Without doubt, for a mech, the Emperor is quite fertile. Perhaps it's in the Decepticon code, after all Starscream was this fertile too and he immediately carried again a few months after birthing Slipstream.

It made the young shuttle wonder if somehow Megatron and Starscream were related somehow, they seemed like brothers. Well, it definitely will be a shock or a surprise if he births a seeker with his grounder mate.

Settling the unconscious mechs against his shoulder, and with Red Alert taking Honour, they hurried to the Estate's medbay.

Honour chirped at the sleeping Sapphire, interested in the pretty little femme. She hadn't seen her very often and couldn't resist poking her. Sapphire shifted slightly and made a small noise.

"Sweetie?" Red Alert asked, glancing down at her daughter and seeing what was happening.

"Honour dear, she's having a nap," she said gently causing Honour to look up at her. "You can play with her once she's woken up."

The princess pouted, she was in a mood for playing now. Noticing this, Red Alert said. "You can cuddle her if you want while I look after your carriers, how does that sound?"

As Honour thought about it, they arrived at the Med Bay and she directed Angelwings to place her brother and his mate onto berths. He obeyed as a young medic rushed forward, he was covering for Laser. His optics almost popped when he saw just who his patients were.

"Get me an Energon drip," Red Alert commanded, taking instant charge as she gently placed her daughter and niece onto a very comfortable seat.

With a tiny sigh, Honour did as had been suggested and cuddled into the still sleeping femme. Maybe if she was nice, this femme would like play with her since her other playmates did not seem to be available. As Red Alert began explaining the condition of the patients, Honour suddenly giggled as she recalled how funny her grandsire had been acting. His fuel was so delicious that she hadn't stopped suckling as he'd 'played' with her carriers.

In her opinion, he should play more often, it was so much fun to watch.

"Right," Red Alert said briskly, checking on the progress of the sparkling and found it was healthy, there were no problems there. "His sparking is no danger, Megatron simply needs a high dose of Energon in his systems. I can't see any reason for him purging so we will question about that later."

Angelwings watched his mate admiringly, she really knew her stuff. It was one of the reasons he'd been so attracted to her, she was one of the best medics out there. What a wonderful job she'd done with all the shuttles and their families, helping them all recover from the spark ache and ensuring they were all much healthier than they'd been under Skyfall's cruel reign. It was still hard to believe she was really his.

"Do you understand?" Red Alert asked of Forceps who nodded. He appeared to be rather on the timid side but he followed the more experienced medics directions without question.

"Yes ma'am," he acknowledged, as he finished setting up Megatron's drip.

"Good...now for Optimus...," Red Alert mused, deciding she would check his spark to make sure there were no abnormalities.

"How is he love?" Angelwings queried, glancing back to make sure his daughter was still sleeping soundly. He was a little surprised to see the princess so well behaved, he'd heard about how she could be but she was acting completely docile at the moment. Had she just fed and was sleepy? Little Sapphire tended nap after a feed but he was no expert on sparklings and was still learning a lot when it came to his daughter.

"Hmm, his spark seems stable," she mused before sighing. "We'll just have to ask them what happened but Megatron must take it easy. His systems will be stressed from carrying so soon after the last one, thank Primus he's not having as many as Starscream."

"Now that would be incredible," her mate chuckled.

The medic femme smiled, then looked at her niece and how she behaved.

She also noticed how changed she was in her behaviour, especially after Optimus told her she was spanked already for being too naughty.

But even after a few spankings, it takes a long while for a sparkling to change... Honour's change can be considered radical! She wondered what she was taking... And how she may take that her carrier was carrying again; would she welcome her new sibling?

After all, she was quite possessive of her carrier... Thing that was odd that she separated from him so easily now.

Red Alert grimaced. Something big happened and was not told about it.

"Red, love? Is something the matter?" Tried her shuttle mate seeing her thoughtful expression.

She grunted but answered: "Look at her... Honour, she's... Different from what you or Optimus described me from her."

Angelwings shuddered; yeah, he was a first line witness of her first word -or curse- and the way she fought the old councilmech after. He'd heard other things about her later through.

"Perhaps she's eating something new?" He offered to her and received an incredulous look in return. "Y-yeah... I know she feeds from Megatron only, but perhaps he's getting something new, you never know."

Red Alert remained quiet at that. But it was still strange. She can feel that there was something else there.

"But... Wow... Her carrier carrying again so soon..." Whistled the shuttle. "I wonder if its a product from the party?"

The femme gave him another look.

"Y-yeah... It must have been the party," He stuttered.

Primus! He made sure to use the best protection against conceiving he could ever find! He was sure he didn't wanted another sparkling so soon... At least not until Sapphire was finishing college and possibly with her own boyfriend.

He had his hands full with her, even if she was a gift from Primus and a love of sparkling... But now with the Emperor carrying again, he was sure his beloved may wish to 'help' them as she did with Valour, so that means...

He gulped.

...any child his brother in-law may have would be theirs!

He started considering offering the Emperor the same contraceptive methods he used on him and Red. Yeah, he would do that once he awakes.

Red Alert observed her mate's face with a smirk. He was just so easy to read; she knows exactly what he is thinking. But agreed with him that they must wait a while to try and conceive again... However, not that long as waiting until Sapphire had her own bonding ceremony AFTER finishing college.

She shook her head and rolled her optics with a sigh.

"Uhhhh..." Optimus started stirring and she hurried to his side immediately. "What-? Oh Primus!" He covered his face and muffled his next words.

"Optimus? What happened?" she tried.

Her brother however continued lamenting something with his face on his hands.

The only words Red could identify were: "I don't believe this" and she wondered what was that he couldn't believe?

"Optimus, it's me, Red Alert, can you tell me what happened? Why you and your mate fainted? And, by the way, did you know he's carrying again?"

The consort stopped his show for a moment to look at his sister with his hands still covering the lower part of his face.

"I know," He answered in a thread of voice before flushing madly...

...he'd just seen his creators- on his berth!

HIS berth!

He didn't know how to react.

Optimus didn't understand why they'd done such a thing, didn't they have a perfectly good berth of their own?

"Optimus?" Red Alert tried again. "Please tell me, I'm sure you'll feel better."

"They...they did it," he mumbled through his hands.

"Did what?" she prompted, not knowing who they were.

"My creators," he said quietly. "On my berth...interfacing..."

"Oh!" she exclaimed, now understanding why he was acting like this. She tried not to smile, Megatron had never taken the idea that his in-laws interfaced very well.

"My poor dear," she said, hugging him gently. "That's why you both fainted, isn't it?"

As he nodded, Angelwings looked a little disgusted. Even though his creators were gone, he had no desire to see old Ratchet and his young lover interfacing on any berth, let alone his own. So he entirely sympathised with the Emperor and his consort on this issue.

"We're never going to be able to sleep on that berth again," Optimus now said miserably. "Why did they have to go there?"

"I'm sure it's not that bad," she said soothingly. "You're probably just a little overwhelmed with Megatron's carrying."

He grimaced, he was not so sure about that. But he was most assuredly going to find out why they had chosen his room rather than their own, perfectly good one. Now glancing over at his mate, he asked softly.

"Is he alright?"

"He's doing fine and so is the sparkling," she assured him. "I was hoping to spend some time with my brother today, this isn't quite how I imagined it."

This made him smile as he said. "It's good to see you again Red, Valour's missed you."

"I've missed him too," she said wistfully, having her own daughter made things a bit easier but she still dearly missed her little son.

He touched her hand and gave it a squeeze. "You should go and see him," he told her. "Take Honour with you and have a nice afternoon. I'm sure I'll be fine with Megatron here, he'll just need some comfort."

"Hmm, are you sure?" she asked, checking his vitals.

"Yes, go," he laughed. "Sire won't let them return to Kaon, they deserve a bit of fun."

"Very stubborn, isn't he?" she asked dryly.

"You've no idea," he said solemnly, making her laugh again.

"Okay, we'll go," she chuckled, turning to Forceps. "Can you handle this?"

"Yes ma'am," he said seriously.

"Good," she said, going over to her daughter and Honour and lifting them up.

"Say bye bye to your Sire, you'll see him later," she told her niece who gave Optimus a little wave.

"Byee," she said making him smile proudly.

"I wonder if it'll be a little femme or a Mech," he chuckled to himself as they left.

He couldn't help but wonder what a son from Megatron would be like? Would they be just like Honour or something else entirely? One was for sure, they were bound to be exceedingly cute.

"Is everything alright Consort?" Forceps asked anxiously, looking nervous now that Red Alert and Angelwings were gone and full responsibility was on him.

"Yes thank you," Optimus replied, resisting the urge to giggle in an undignified manner. "I was just thinking about the sparkling we're going to have."

"Oh yes," the young Medic exclaimed. "You must be very excited sir."

"We are," the blue and red Mech agreed, remembering that they hadn't told Valour yet about the good news. Primus, at least their son would take it a lot better than his Sire would, he still could not believe what had happened.

"Do Decepticon Emperors usually carry?" the curious Forceps asked.

"Not for the last few generations," Optimus admitted. "But there really is nothing stopping any Emperor from carrying if they really wish to. We weren't really expecting for him to carry so soon but we will welcome them as a new edition to our family."

He strongly suspected that a lot of people would question Megatron carrying again so soon, no doubt everyone had been expecting Optimus to be the one to perform that duty. He was Megatron's queen after all and that's what queens did, not Emperors. Actually, Optimus couldn't help but be a little pleased that he'd broken convention, sometimes it was good to shake people's expectations a bit.

"The emperor may sleep a while," Forceps now told him. "But it's probably best while we administer the Energon via IV."

"He certainly needs his rest," Optimus mused ruefully, pondering how long his Sire and Carrier planned to...hmm.

He groaned again and covered back his face with his hands.

The young medic startled for a moment at that and then calmed back before remembering that he was maybe thinking about his creators'...doings.

...

And speaking about Optimus' creators...

"Ohhhh... Ultraaa~" Moaned a passion-drunk Alpha Trion as he rolled his hips on his mate's lap.

He loves to ride that thick spike that impaled him so deeply.

Who would have thought that about the great Alpha Trion, leader of leaders, once a great dominant mech...now loving to be submitted by his Magnus, a mech with a much lower rank than his.

"Uhhh..." Was the other's answer before he caught his much older's mate's head and kissed him deeply and passionately only renewing their arousal.

The Magnus' spike was soft but already started re-hardening as his much older lover continued with his sensuous rolling movements and their ardent kisses intensified just as their caresses, both completely oblivious of the space they were invading.

Thick lubricants and transfluid ran through the folds of the ancient valve, and its owner was even more oblivious about said fluids staining his once pristine tights.

"Trion..." Gasped the Magnus with darkened in-lust optics as his arousal was renewed and the riding mech moaned needily as his valve was stretched again so deliciously. He caressed fondly before squeezing softly the red aft.

"Hmmm... Ultra..." Was the moaned answer he received while the eldest tossed his head back in delight, gasping and panting for air. The valve spasaming deliciously around the welcome intruder.

Who would have thought this two would end up together after what the eldest did?

Who would have thought that love would blossom from a simple domination/submission relationship?

Perhaps it was meant to happen.

"Trion..." The youngest growled and thrusts upwards towards his mate who cried and urged him to do that again.

Hours passed like this, both completely consumed in each other until the older mech collapsed onto his lover's chest exhausted but with a completely satisfied face.

Ultra Magnus purred and cuddled his lover before succumbing to tiredness.

Allspark, this was paradise, the blue mech couldn't help but think.

Minutes later however, a ping in his com-link woke up the Magnus. He cursed inwardly. He completely forgot he had an appointment with his Primes in twenty minutes!

Frag! And he was happily resting with Trion like this.

He started moving, trying hard to not awake the much older mech so he may sneak out silently...

...but...

"Hmm...!" Grunted the eldest tightening his hold onto his escaping lover. "And where you think you go now?" He demanded in a low, drunk-like voice without onlining his optics.

Ultra Magnus smiled and caressed the other's back before answering. "Need to go, have a meeting with my Primes."

Alpha Trion's answer was a grunt and to tighten his grasp on him.

"... Trion..." He tried before noticing where they were and recognized the room...

Optimus' room!

"Trion? Why are we... Why did we fragged in our son's room? And his berth?" He tried carefully not sure how his mate would react.

However...

"What?!" He practically jumped from his mate's embrace at last noticing where they were and wildly looking around.

He hadn't expected to land in his son's quarters! He was just too aroused to care...he just needed a berth and hadn't paid attention where he was leading the other!

He just hoped Optimus never came while they were...busy.

"Oh Primus," groaned Ultra Magnus, rubbing a hand across his face. "If Optimus discovers we were here..."

"Well, he must not," exclaimed his mate, not feeling so aroused or sleepy any more. "We have to get this place cleaned up and leave before he comes."

Ultra Magnus grimaced, he really needed to get to that meeting but it was true that their mess needed to be cleaned up.

"What about a cleaning droid?" he suggested. "That'll give us a chance for a quick shower to wash off."

"Hmm, I suppose that'll have to do," Alpha Trion grumbled, not happy about this at all. "I'll order one and you get started."

"Thank you," Ultra Magnus said gratefully, his mate always took a long time in the shower in his endless quest to look perfect so it was best if he got in first.

A short while later, when he was carefully washing away all traces of their love making, he heard his mate stomp into the luxurious wash room. Among other things, there was a large bath and shower which could easily contain more than one bot. It wasn't long before the older Mech was beside him and switching on another spray of water.

"Why did we come into this room?" Ultra questioned, he really couldn't remember how they'd ended up here.

Alpha Trion pursed his lips before grumbling. "Those naughty Seeker sparklings were bouncing all over the berth and I was too...distracted to scold them."

"Oh I see," Ultra Magnus chuckled. "You just wanted to find an empty berth, didn't you?"

"Can you blame me?" Alpha Trion demanded and with a laugh, the Magnus leaned over and kissed his mate.

"No, I can't," he acknowledged.

Hearing his mate grumble, he said. "Trion, don't get too angry. They've come along wonderfully with all your lessons but they are still sparklings. While they are staying here, there are going to be times they treat it as a playground. That's how sparklings are."

"Well, I'm not having them jumping up and down on our berth and ruining it," declared the old Mech. "That was built on Maxium and the bed sheets from..."

Ultra Magnus started to tune out his mate's long winded descriptions of where all their possessions came from and how expensive they were. It made him wonder how his mate would react when their daughter was old enough to start being 'naughty' like Starscream's children. And he smiled as he remembered Ratchet telling his friend oh so long again about how Red Alert and Optimus had been using his berth like a trampoline. That was just how sparklings were, they saw everything as potential fun.

"...are you listening to me?" the high councilmech suddenly demanded, cutting through his fond memories.

"Of course Trion, always," he assured him. "I must rush off, will you be alright on your own?"

"I suppose," the older Mech said with a sniff. "But mark my words, I will be having words with them."

"Just don't be too harsh on them," Ultra Magnus reminded him. "If this is the worst thing they do, I think we can be pretty satisfied."

Lingering only to dry himself off, he hurried off to his meeting, leaving a disgruntled Alpha Trion.

Author's note. How does Megatron's carrying progress? Find out next time, until then.